The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

"Mr. Xue Guoyi, I appreciate your kindness, but I have no intention of becoming a disciple." Qin Fan refused with a smile.

What a joke, that old man Li Xiangdong is not qualified to accept him as his disciple. Although Xue Delin is also a master of Chinese medicine, he is still inferior to Li Xiangdong.

Many people think that Qin Fan has something wrong with his brain. He actually refused such a good opportunity to become a disciple of the master of Chinese medicine?

Only He Dongchu secretly snickered, Xue Delin, how dare you speak, Qin Fan's master is a medical sage from the ghost sect, and he is no lower than you in terms of seniority.

Xue Delin was a little surprised when he heard Qin Fan's refusal, but this kind of talent is very suitable for studying medicine. He didn't want to give up just now, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Originally, my Xue family's ancestral teachings are not to teach the family's medical skills to outsiders, but if you agree to be my apprentice , then I can teach you all the Xue family’s medical skills!”

boom!

Everyone was in an uproar, and they were all stunned.

What is so special about this young man that he can make Xue Delin violate his ancestral precepts?

In the crowd, a few cold glances suddenly came from Huang Xiangbei and Ding Hua.

Ding Hua was angry that his wishful thinking had failed. He wanted to use Xue Delin to deal with Qin Fan, but not only failed, but he even gained Xue Delin's appreciation.

Huang Xiangbei was hysterically angry. He had learned medical skills from Xue Delin for more than ten years, but he had never been exposed to the core medical skills of the Xue family because he could not pass them on to people with other surnames.

However, at this moment, Xue Delin actually offered to make an exception for Qin Fan in front of outsiders. This was like stepping on the face of his direct disciple and crushing him hard on the ground, which was painful.

A surge of anger shot straight through his head, like a bomb with the fuse lit and ready to explode at any time.

However, Huang Xiangbei also knew that everything he had now was all based on Xue Delin's reputation, so he had no right to fall out.

So he lowered his head to prevent others from seeing the coldness in his eyes.

"Mr. Xue Guoyi, I already have a master. It's not appropriate to worship anyone else. Please forgive me," Qin Fan said.

Xue Delin blurted out: "Such a good young man actually went to learn acupuncture. Who misled his disciples?"

"Xue Guoyi, what do you mean?"

"It's too much to bully others. Do you really think that my southern faction has no one?"

A group of old Chinese medicine doctors blushed. Damn it, don't say bad things in front of people.

Xue Delin's heart was full of regrets that the jade was buried in the dust. He couldn't help but glance at them and sneered: "A genius who can smell fragrance and recognize medicine, but he worships someone from your southern sect as his teacher. Isn't it a waste of talent?"

"Can you recognize medicine by smelling it?"

Everyone was shocked. They also knew what this concept was. Recently, a person named Li Shizhen was recorded as being able to recognize medicine by scent. He used this ability to write "Compendium of Materia Medica", which is still a masterpiece in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Recognizing medicine by smell is a unique ability. He is sensitive to the smell of medicines that ordinary people cannot understand. He can distinguish the differences of each medicine just by smelling it.

"Ahem..." Seeing their heated argument, Ding Kang'an couldn't help but said, "Everyone, can you put other things aside and treat the old man first?"

"Yes." Xue Delin nodded, looked at Qin Fan and said, "Young man, since we are fighting doctors, how about adding a little bit of luck?"

Qin Fan seemed to have guessed what he was going to say, and he raised his lips and said, "Doctor Xue Guo, please speak."

"I win, you must become my teacher!"

"Okay, what if I win?"

Xue Delin was stunned, "There is no way I will lose."

"This has nothing to do with the outcome. The winnings must come from both sides." Qin Fan said with a smile.

"If you win, I will serve you tea and water in public and apologize!"

Xue Delin is very confident that there is absolutely no better plan than his in the world, not even the eight medical saints of the China National Health Commission!

"it is good!"

Qin Fan looked at He Dongchu and said, "Miracle doctor He, please lend me a silver needle."

He Dongchu immediately offered the needle box with both hands, and his respectful attitude shocked many people. It was outrageous that a young man whose name he had never heard of could attract the attention of two masters of traditional Chinese medicine.

"The acupuncture method I am going to use, someone should have heard of it, it is called the Thirteen Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate."

Qin Fan took out the thin silver needles and placed them next to the bed one by one.

"The Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate?" It’s impossible to learn even if you start practicing!”

People around him also didn't believe it. The Thirteen Acupuncture Needles of Guimen were famous for being "cunning". To learn this acupuncture technique, talent and hard work are both indispensable.

He Dongchu said excitedly: "I can prove that Miracle Doctor Qin really knows the Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate. I saw it with my own eyes!"

Xue Delin rushed to He Dongchu, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, shook him hard twice, and asked: "You didn't lie?"

"Doctor Xue Guo has rigorous medical skills. I can't lie to you!" He Dongchu said solemnly: "To be honest, my biggest wish is that Divine Doctor Qin can accept me as his disciple!"

Wow!

Many people stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, and some even slapped themselves hard several times to see if they were dreaming.

He Dongchu, the famous three-talented miraculous doctor, was only one step away from being a master of Chinese medicine. He actually said that his greatest wish was to become a disciple of that young man?

Xue Delin pursed his lips and said: "It's impossible, he can't have the Thirteen Needles..."

When He Dongchu saw his dejected look, he felt better than eating ice cream in the summer, so he added another stab: "Miracle Doctor Qin not only knows the thirteen needles of ghost gate, but also the nine needles of yin and yang!"

Xue Delin was excited and asked nervously: "Li Xiangdong's Yin and Yang Nine Needles? Is he Li Xiangdong's apprentice?"

But then, he shook his head and overturned this idea, "Li Xiangdong does not know how to use the thirteen needles of ghosts. As far as I know, there are only ghosts in the Chinese medicine world..."

Xue Delin said, his eyes suddenly widened, he looked at Qin Fan, and said in a hoarse voice: "He... he is the disciple of the Ghost Sect Medical Sage?"

He Dongchu smiled and said, "You've finally come to your senses."

"No wonder..." Xue Delin said with a bitter look on his face: "It is really a great regret in life that such a genius cannot be accepted as a disciple."

"Pull him down. Once you see how he uses needles, you might turn around and want to become his teacher." He Dongchu curled his lips and said.

"Hmph!" Xue Delin snorted disapprovingly, "The Xue family mainly focuses on classical prescriptions. No matter how good the acupuncture techniques are, what does it have to do with me?"

He Dongchu smiled and didn't argue with him anymore.

Huang Xiangbei smiled coldly from the side and secretly said that the master is really old and confused and believes everything others say.

He also knew about the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate. It was precisely because he knew that he did not believe that Qin Fan knew this acupuncture technique.

"Senior He, do you have any deal with Qin Fan? Otherwise, why would you let him cheat?" Huang Xiangbei said coldly.

He Dongchu frowned: "What do you mean by that?"